Poem Hunter
Poems
When Night Is Almost Done
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

When Night Is Almost Done

Poem By Emily Dickinson

347

When Night is almost done—
And Sunrise grows so near
That we can touch the Spaces—
It's time to smooth the Hair—

And get the Dimples ready—
And wonder we could care
For that old—faded Midnight—
That frightened—but an Hour—

User Rating: 4,8 / 5 ( 5 votes ) 1

Comments (1)

............wonderful poem....and true, always best when night is done ★


Comments